Billie the Zombie, chapter 5
"Like, oh em gee, Tré! Is he, like, actually in there?"
Billie's heart raced.
It was a real teenie.
"Tré? Like, oh my god, Tiffany, who's that?" Tré asked in his girly voice.
Billie looked around the room, desparately searching for an escape. Then he saw it.
The window.
He ran to the window and opened it as he heard the teenies (and Tré) banging on the door as hard as they could. Billie took one look back and gulped before launching himself through the open window, just as the teenies (and Tré) busted the door down.
There were at least 15 young girls standing in his doorway. Each of them squealed horribly as they saw Billie escape. Tré, who seemed to be the leader of the pack, pointed a finger after him and screamed, "Get him!"
Billie landed on his face as he heard teenies crawling out after him. He rubbed his head, dizzy as he tried to escape again from tiny, pink-wearing girls that were hungry for him.
They grew closer and closer as he crawled farther from them. His vision started blurring from his head injury, but he could still see Adie and Mike, staring dumbstruck only a few feet away.
Adie... he thought. She'll protect me...
Then he heard something more horrible than before.
"Like, oh my god girls," Tré hissed, turning to his girly allies. "It's Adrienne Armstrong!"
The teenies growled evilly and chanted "Get Adie! Get Adie!"
Billie gasped as some of them started to run after his wife. Adie screamed and tried to get away, but the jealous girls lept onto her and pinned her down.
"No! Adie!" Billie yelled dispite his throbbing headache. "Adie! Come back!"
He moaned, terrified at what the teenies might do to her. He stared to get up, but the teenies who weren't busy trying to restrain Adie noticed him again, and jumped on top of him too. "Get off of me!" he hissed, wrestling with them. They all grinned maliciously and started kissing him.
"No!" he screamed as he felt warm, pink lip glossy-ness all over him. He fought them off as well as he could, but there were too many of them and he was weak from falling out a window. His head throbbed one last time before everything went black.
And while all this was happening, Mike was standing there stupidly, day-dreaming about...uh...whatever goes though that head of his...probably coffee or something...
He didn't even notice that Adie and Billie the zombie were being kidnapped by angry teenies.
Or that Tré was wearing a blonde wig and too much bright blue eye shadow.
But that's Tré for you, folks.
***
Billie blinked several times before he could see anything. His vision was clearing just when he was starting to wonder where he was. His head throbbed painfully as he craned his neck to look around.
He gasped.
Adie was tied to a circular piece of wood that was nailed to the wall, spinning her upside down and right side up over and over and over. There were several teenies (and Tré) chanting something that Billie couldn't understand because Adie was screaming too loudly.
"Adie!" he groaned. It hurt him to see her spinning head over heels at the hands of evil teenies. He actually thought it was kind of funny at first, but then he thought again and relized that it was serious stuff.
He tried to sit up to help her, but his arms and legs were strapped to the bed he was laying on. He inhaled sharply as pain shot through his temples. The teenies were leaving him alone for now, so he scanned his surroundings.
From what he could tell, they were underground, in a dark tunnel lit with torches that hung eerily on the walls. The teenies had apparently tried to brighten the place up a bit by putting pictures of him up on the dark brown mud walls. There were also pictures of Adie.
But they had been drawn over with messages like "Die Adie!" or "I hate you!". Billie shivered as he looked at these. He had to help her, but how?
He struggled, trying to free until Tré noticed him.
"Like, he's awake!" he squealed to the teenies.
They murmered happily amongst themselves and left Adie behind to gawk at Billie's face. They started talking to him in impossibly high-pitched voices until one of them asked, "Billie, do you know where you are?"
Billie raised his eyebrows quizically. Wasn't that his line?
The girls giggled at his 'cuteness' as he made a funny face in confusion.
"Hell?" he muttered. The teenies laughed again.
"No, silly Billie!" They started giggling and pinching his cheeks as he lay there helpless. Adie was hanging upside down crying.
They started kissing him again and talking all at once. Billie groaned.
This was going to be a very long night.
Billie's heart raced.
It was a real teenie.
"Tré? Like, oh my god, Tiffany, who's that?" Tré asked in his girly voice.
Billie looked around the room, desparately searching for an escape. Then he saw it.
The window.
He ran to the window and opened it as he heard the teenies (and Tré) banging on the door as hard as they could. Billie took one look back and gulped before launching himself through the open window, just as the teenies (and Tré) busted the door down.
There were at least 15 young girls standing in his doorway. Each of them squealed horribly as they saw Billie escape. Tré, who seemed to be the leader of the pack, pointed a finger after him and screamed, "Get him!"
Billie landed on his face as he heard teenies crawling out after him. He rubbed his head, dizzy as he tried to escape again from tiny, pink-wearing girls that were hungry for him.
They grew closer and closer as he crawled farther from them. His vision started blurring from his head injury, but he could still see Adie and Mike, staring dumbstruck only a few feet away.
Adie... he thought. She'll protect me...
Then he heard something more horrible than before.
"Like, oh my god girls," Tré hissed, turning to his girly allies. "It's Adrienne Armstrong!"
The teenies growled evilly and chanted "Get Adie! Get Adie!"
Billie gasped as some of them started to run after his wife. Adie screamed and tried to get away, but the jealous girls lept onto her and pinned her down.
"No! Adie!" Billie yelled dispite his throbbing headache. "Adie! Come back!"
He moaned, terrified at what the teenies might do to her. He stared to get up, but the teenies who weren't busy trying to restrain Adie noticed him again, and jumped on top of him too. "Get off of me!" he hissed, wrestling with them. They all grinned maliciously and started kissing him.
"No!" he screamed as he felt warm, pink lip glossy-ness all over him. He fought them off as well as he could, but there were too many of them and he was weak from falling out a window. His head throbbed one last time before everything went black.
And while all this was happening, Mike was standing there stupidly, day-dreaming about...uh...whatever goes though that head of his...probably coffee or something...
He didn't even notice that Adie and Billie the zombie were being kidnapped by angry teenies.
Or that Tré was wearing a blonde wig and too much bright blue eye shadow.
But that's Tré for you, folks.
***
Billie blinked several times before he could see anything. His vision was clearing just when he was starting to wonder where he was. His head throbbed painfully as he craned his neck to look around.
He gasped.
Adie was tied to a circular piece of wood that was nailed to the wall, spinning her upside down and right side up over and over and over. There were several teenies (and Tré) chanting something that Billie couldn't understand because Adie was screaming too loudly.
"Adie!" he groaned. It hurt him to see her spinning head over heels at the hands of evil teenies. He actually thought it was kind of funny at first, but then he thought again and relized that it was serious stuff.
He tried to sit up to help her, but his arms and legs were strapped to the bed he was laying on. He inhaled sharply as pain shot through his temples. The teenies were leaving him alone for now, so he scanned his surroundings.
From what he could tell, they were underground, in a dark tunnel lit with torches that hung eerily on the walls. The teenies had apparently tried to brighten the place up a bit by putting pictures of him up on the dark brown mud walls. There were also pictures of Adie.
But they had been drawn over with messages like "Die Adie!" or "I hate you!". Billie shivered as he looked at these. He had to help her, but how?
He struggled, trying to free until Tré noticed him.
"Like, he's awake!" he squealed to the teenies.
They murmered happily amongst themselves and left Adie behind to gawk at Billie's face. They started talking to him in impossibly high-pitched voices until one of them asked, "Billie, do you know where you are?"
Billie raised his eyebrows quizically. Wasn't that his line?
The girls giggled at his 'cuteness' as he made a funny face in confusion.
"Hell?" he muttered. The teenies laughed again.
"No, silly Billie!" They started giggling and pinching his cheeks as he lay there helpless. Adie was hanging upside down crying.
They started kissing him again and talking all at once. Billie groaned.
This was going to be a very long night.
